The nation has entered another golden age of cricket after a remarkable series of victories. But India, which fancies itself as contemporary cricket’s overlord, may still have the last laugh.
A young friend spent the holiday break trekking in the Himalayas. Stopping at a tea house at Ghorepani, a village near Mount Annapurna Base Camp, she was ushered into the “Shane Warne” room.
As she unpacked her gear, it seemed somehow appropriate that the tea house owner was playing the Bob Dylan number Knockin’ on Heaven’s Door.
